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burned cookies on a plate for the guards. The ocean pressed dark against the windows. Julian’s thumb rested lightly against my wrist, and I felt my pulse betray me under his hand.
“Here’s $100—Can you be my mom today?” a billionaire boss’s son asked—until a shy woman replied, “Keep it. Billionaires pay in secrets.”
“Naomi,” he said quietly, “be careful with Silas.”
“I was planning on it.”
“Why is he here if you don’t trust him?”
